Chapter 497: Surprised by the Great Swordsmanship!
Chapter 497: The Jinghong Draws Sword Technique.
"Elder Luanfeng has good eyesight. Today I am here to ask you for advice."
"Haha, come on, let me see the success of your cultivation in the past ten days,"
Luan Feng still stood there quietly, as if the wind was blowing and I remained motionless.
"Elder Luanfeng, be careful,"
Chen Shuo said something, holding the bloody giant sword with a scabbard in his hand, and smashed it on the head with a powerful force.
"This kind of move has no effect on me. Don't you realize it yet?" Luan Feng made a move with his hand, and a wind shield appeared in front of him. The suction force surged, hindering Chen Shuo's figure.
However, Chen Shuo was not the only one who faced off against Luan Feng this time. Chen Qian, who was on the side, also rushed towards him, with one hand lowered and her jade hands clenched into a claw shape, and wisps of wind spread along her nails. The length of one finger is like a devil's claw. The originally white and flawless jade hand actually gives people a crazy and ferocious feeling.
"Splitting Windclaw,"
Chen Qian waved his claws, and from a distance of more than ten meters, he saw five dark blue cracks suddenly appeared in the air, as if the thick wind was condensed, and as if there was an invisible force squeezing all the wind away. Indescribable.
However, when the claw-like cracks shot out and hit the wind shield, there was an immediate sound of shattering glass, and then a harsh explosion. The wind shield that troubled Chen Shuo so much, It was actually broken by Chen Qian's claw.
"What a skill to split the wind claws, Qian'er, it seems that you haven't rested in the past few days."
The wind shield was broken, and Chen Shuo's big sword was about to be smashed down on his head, but Luan Feng still looked calm and smiled lightly, and then a whirlwind emerged from under his feet, surrounding Luan Feng's body in the blink of an eye, Chen Shuo A sword hit the hurricane, but the sword was deflected by the power of the rotation above.
In the hurricane, there seemed to be countless sharp blades whirling and cutting, hitting the sword and making a crackling sound.
Chen Shuo slashed into the air with one sword, but Luan Feng had already taken advantage of this opportunity, the wind blew under his feet, and he retreated a hundred meters away with a tip of his toes.
But at this time, Chen Qian came from behind again, passed Chen Shuo, and swung out his claw again. Five dark blue cracks continued to grow in the air, and in the end, it looked like a giant's claw, and it shrouded Luan Feng. .
This wind-splitting claw is powerful and powerful, with a sharp and crazy aura, as if there is an iron ball in front of it, and it can be exploded with one blow. After Chen Qian fused with the Wind Mother Spirit Orb, his understanding and affinity for the wind were enhanced. He reached a terrifying situation, so he was able to comprehend the Splitting Wind Claw in just one night.
The power of the Splitting Wind Claw is comparable to that of a peak strike in the early days of Sun Yao. It would have taken at least several months for someone else to practice it, but Chen Qian completed it in just one night. The importance of talent is revealed. undoubtedly.
Facing this splitting wind claw, Luan Feng's expression remained unchanged. He saw a sudden strong wind behind him, and then all these violent winds gathered behind Luan Feng, forming five small arms about three meters long. Thick blue spear.
On these wind guns, cyan flowed and rioted, but the violent wind was quietly suppressed into the shape of a long gun. Luanfeng's control over the wind was evident.
When Chen Qian's Wind-Splitting Claw came about half a hundred meters in front of Luan Feng, the latter pointed his finger, and the five wind guns behind him shot out. The violent aura on the wind guns was no longer suppressed, and five wind guns were dragged out. The long green light continued to accelerate, and with an indomitable momentum, it met the five claw marks.
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom.
The five explosions almost shattered people's eardrums, and then you could see that Chen Qian's crack claws were all exploded by Luan Feng's wind gun, and the explosions turned into flowing wind and dispersed in all directions. A violent strong wind blew in the field.
After the five wind guns exploded Chen Qian's Wind Claw, although they were slightly dim, they still charged towards Chen Qian fiercely.
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom.
Several roars were heard. Although the wind gun was fierce, it was already at the end of its usefulness. Chen Shuo came from behind and used his big sword to scatter them one by one, stirring up another gust of wind in the field.
Chen Shuo and Chen Qian stood side by side, looking at Luan Feng and saying, "Elder Luan Feng is really powerful, but next, I have to use the martial arts I just successfully cultivated."
Luan Feng smiled slightly and turned his gaze to the bloody sword wrapped tightly in the scabbard in Chen Shuo's hand, "I'm really looking forward to it. All the martial arts skills of accumulating momentum are all about an instant powerful explosion. I really want to see it." Look, how strong your explosion is,"
Chen Shuo narrowed his eyes, grabbed the handle with his right hand, and lifted the Xuesha flatly to his chest.
"The martial arts I practice is called Jinghong, but I prefer to call it Jinghong Drawing the Sword Technique."
With a slight touch of his left hand on the scabbard, a small section of Xue Sha's tightly hidden sword edge was exposed, revealing the sword body filled with blood-gold light.
As if Pandora's box had been opened, and a beast had been unlocked, a sharp, powerful, violent, and dangerous aura escaped from the small leak and filled Chen Shuo's body. , like a sleeping giant slowly waking up.
Sensing this dangerous aura, Luan Feng's expression became slightly serious. Chen Qian, who was beside Chen Shuo, couldn't bear it and subconsciously took two steps back.
"As graceful as a dragon, graceful as a dragon, this is my sword-drawing technique. Elder Luanfeng, I'm about to start."
Chen Shuo said something, then closed his mouth, put the Blood Demon into the scabbard again, then placed it on his left waist, pressed his right hand on the scabbard, held the hilt of the sword with his left hand, and made a drawing gesture situation.
"Bloom your light, blood evil,"
"The art of Jinghong drawing the sword,"
He raised his hand, drew out the sword, and with a swish sound, he saw a sword light shooting out, like a tiger emerging from the cage or a dragon out of the sea. Just seeing the edge of the light made people feel like the hair on their backs stood on end, just like the sword. In the next moment, he will kill himself with a sword.
In Luan Feng's eyes, the sword light in his pupils grew larger and wider, occupying all of his sight, as if the whole world was peeled off by this sword and moved away from him.
Luan Feng's heart condensed, knowing that she still underestimated the power of this sword energy and sword light, which could make her have the illusion of peeling off the world, which meant that this sword was already in danger of threatening her life.
Suddenly, Luan Feng no longer held back his hand, and his strength was fully unleashed, as if he was going berserk.
All she could see was the wind with a radius of several thousand meters, all rioting, like boiling water or ignited gunpowder. Then, she could see a pair of wind wings suddenly appearing behind her, Just like the Gangfeng wings of the Yu clan.
The moment the wings appeared behind Luan Feng, Chen Shuo felt that the turbulent wind between heaven and earth had calmed down, and the air seemed to be a little thinner, as if the essence of the wind in the world had all gathered into the pair of wings behind Luan Feng. Above average.
"Chasing the Wind Wings, Sanhua,"
The wings behind Luan Feng suddenly shook, and the tips of the wings pointed at Chen Shuo, and then you could see that the wind wings, which were composed of wind blades as feathers, suddenly fell apart, and each wind blade formed its own formation, but It doesn't appear to be scattered, and it is densely packed with all the space around Luan Feng's body.
Boo hoo hoo.
The first winged wind blade shot out, followed closely by thousands of wind blades. The streams of light almost gathered into a thick pillar of light, but there were tiny gaps in it. Anyone would be caught by this "pillar of light." "In the photos, they all end up being cut to pieces with a thousand knives and their bodies broken into pieces.
Sanhua versus Jinghong.
Attack against attack.
The two collided, and countless explosions suddenly erupted, but they were all the sounds of sword light piercing wind blades.
That rapid sword light was originally very fast, but after being enveloped by the scattered flowers, it seemed like a lonely boat caught in the countercurrent. It was struck by countless wind blades and its speed also slowed down a lot.
But even so, the sword light still went upstream with great determination, exploding countless wind blades along the way, and finally came to Luan Feng.
A wind shield was condensed out of nowhere, blocking the crumbling sword light.
The end of the strong crossbow hit the solid wind shield, and the result was that the wind shield shattered into pieces.
Even after being baptized by the Sanhua Infinite Wind Blade, this Jinghong Sword Light still has such residual power.
However, after shattering the wind shield, the sword light finally came to an end, and after bursting out with a weak but terrifying sword intent, it finally disappeared without a trace.
"As graceful as a dragon, graceful as a dragon, good, good, good, good. A sword-drawing skill that scares the dragon is worthy of the word "Jinghong"," Luan Feng said three good words in a row and praised loudly.
"You two join forces and no one can stop you in the early stage of Sun Yao. Even if you are at the peak of Sun Yao in the early stage, you are still capable of fighting. From now on, you don't need to compete with me. Only actual combat will allow you to continue to grow."
After Luan Feng finished speaking, he ignored the somewhat surprised faces of the two of them and attracted a gust of wind, which swept him away, leaving only Chen Shuo and Chen Shuo looking at each other.
In the gentle breeze, Luan Feng lowered his head and saw that the clothes in front of him suddenly opened a crack as long as one finger, and the skin inside was also slightly red.
"Today's juniors are really more perverted than the last..." A lonely sigh came from the wind, and then there was no sound again.
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Zhuifengmen, Wanren Mountain, the 98th floor.
Although the area of each floor of Wanren Mountain is smaller than the one below, on the ninety-eighth floor, it can still accommodate ten thousand people without being crowded.
But today, the usually empty ninety-eighth floor finally welcomed thousands of disciples from the Feng Zhui Sect, and it was very lively.
These disciples all came to attend the coronation ceremony of the elders Chen Shuo and Chen Qian. These thousands of people were due to the corruption of the war in the True Soul World. Many disciples went to participate in the war. Otherwise, they could at least reach the 10,000 mark. ,
